People talk about you being art and be being an artist. They are wrong. We are neither. We are just two simple people who want each other. I am just a girl who wanders a lot and dreams a lot about you. And you are just a guy who smokes a lot and likes to kiss my neck often. There is nothing simple about us but we are not art. We are just two people who desire each other, but also maybe they are not entirely wrong. Maybe desiring each other is art. The most intense art that exists.
—  Hedonist Poet